2002-11-10
shaken out of the cold water..
What do you do when she calls from her perfect white wedding to say:
'I love you, I hope you find what you are looking for'.
you thank her. you hang up. you begin to pen her congratulatory card.
and you write her off as offical goods claimed now as property of the past.
'Now, I sing and drink and sleep on floors And try hard not to be annoyed By all these people worrying about me So when I'm suffering through some awful drive You occasionally cross my mind It's my hidden hope that you are still among them Well are you? Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet' bright eyes.
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